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"The Yin Yang Harmony Scripture" is a complete tome of Dual Cultivation, which contains various methods such as the Guidance Technique, body training, traditional Chinese medicine, and the path of alchemy.
This tome is very thorough, not only detailing the realms and steps of cultivation but also recording the experiences and insights of predecessors.
Ordinary people must start with body training, enduring years of tempering before they can draw nature's spiritual energy into their bodies using the Guidance Technique, thus embarking on the path of cultivation.
But Greg Jensen had his meridians cleansed and marrow washed by that mysterious bead, changing his physique, so he could directly cultivate the Guidance Technique.
The path of cultivation is divided into nine major realms: Qi Refinement, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, and so on.
The Qi Refinement Realm is the most complicated, with nine levels corresponding to the body's three Dantians, three Gates, and three Orifices.
The three Dantians refer to the lower, middle, and upper Dantians; successfully opening the lower Dantian marks entry into the first level of Qi Refinement.
From then on, one can store spiritual energy, strengthen the body, increase strength, and taking on five or six ordinary men is no challenge at all.
Seeing that Aunt Esther had firmly decided to apologize to Uncle Hall, Greg returned to his room to begin his cultivation.
He sat cross-legged, calmed his mind, rid himself of distracting thoughts, and connected with nature's spiritual energy, following the spell.
As the saying goes, all beginnings are hard.
This step is also the most difficult; ordinary people may spend their entire lives without succeeding.
But to Greg's surprise, just after sitting down for a short while, he felt the spiritual energy that pervaded heaven and earth.
He immediately guided this spiritual energy into his body, traveling through his meridians following the routes described in the Guidance Technique.
At first, this thread of spiritual energy moved very slowly, but as he became more adept, its travels through his meridians grew increasingly rapid.
Pop!
After an unknown period, as if breaking through some barrier, the speed of the spiritual energy's circulation suddenly quickened, completing a cycle in the blink of an eye.
Small Heavenly Circuit!
Greg was overjoyed; he knew he had completed a Small Heavenly Circuit, and as long as he used spiritual energy to open the lower Dantian, he would officially be in the first level of Qi Refinement.
However, before he could rejoice for long, a sharp pain came from within his body, causing him to break out in cold sweat.
The spiritual energy that had completed a Small Heavenly Circuit also dissipated at this moment.
The limit was reached!
The meridians could no longer withstand more spiritual energy, so he had to stop the attraction, waiting for his body to recover. Afterward, his meridians' capacity would strengthen.
Then, they could accommodate more spiritual energy, withstand faster speeds.
Greg exhaled deeply, not the least bit discouraged; for ordinary people, merely absorbing spiritual energy was already difficult, let alone having circulated a Small Heavenly Circuit.
According to the records in "The Yin Yang Harmony Scripture," the fastest to complete the Small Heavenly Circuit was a Taoist named Hurbet Myes.
From guiding spiritual energy into his body to completing the Small Heavenly Circuit, it took nearly half a year.
Being able to complete the Small Heavenly Circuit within half a year was already considered a once-in-a-lifetime talent; if Greg had been in that era, what kind of honors would he have received?
"I never imagined that I would be a cultivation prodigy!"
Greg was delighted and stood up to move around, feeling his body was filled with power.
He threw a punch with force, producing a whooshing sound as it cut through the air, estimating that this punch carried at least two or three hundred pounds of force!
"Truly, the path of cultivation is miraculous; just a Small Heavenly Circuit brings such great changes, what if I cultivate to higher levels..."
He suddenly looked up, gazing at the pure white clouds, his eyes revealing a touch of longing.
It was said that at higher levels of cultivation, one could ride the clouds and command the fog; he wondered what that experience would be like.
He suddenly remembered a line of poetry, "A drunken celestial being in disarray, crushing the white clouds into oblivion."
Greg thought of the day when he could stride across mountain peaks three feet tall and traverse the world, and his heart surged with excitement.
By that time, what would someone like Gareth Walker amount to?
"A great man should indeed be like this!"
Thinking this, Greg couldn't help but laugh out loud, feeling utterly carefree in his heart.
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The little girl in the next room, who was doing her homework, suddenly furrowed her brows and muttered, "Sigh, Greg has done something silly again..."
After the excitement, Greg felt some regret. With such great talent, he was limited by his physical strength and could only circulate a minor circulatory cycle once a day.
If he could keep circulating, he believed it wouldn't take long for him to achieve his dream of "dominating the world."
However, he also knew that was impossible.
The "Yin-Yang Harmony Sutra" did have a method of medicinal baths that could speed up the recovery of meridians, but the required herbs were far too precious.
Now penniless, Greg naturally couldn't afford these medicinal baths.
"I better stick to practicing physical techniques earnestly."
Physical techniques actually referred to the collective term for martial skills such as boxing and swordsmanship.
Practicing physical techniques could not only enhance physical fitness but also accelerate the recovery of meridians.
Although it couldn't speed it up by much, it was still better than nothing. And if one became proficient in physical techniques, they could even use it to gain victory over enemies.
It was like killing several birds with one stone!
The "Yin-Yang Harmony Sutra" was now etched in Greg's mind almost effortlessly, and he practiced the recorded physical techniques in full.
The first time around, his movements were somewhat loose and slack.
But on the second round, the air was filled with the sound of whistling wind.
Hearing the sounds from the yard, Esther Jensen put down her homework and stood by the window looking out.
"Big dummy, what are you doing?"
"Hehe..."
Greg stopped when he heard her and once again revealed a silly grin on his face.
He had no choice but to keep up the act of playing dumb since he hadn't figured out how to explain things to his aunt.
Esther watched Greg's foolish appearance and couldn't help but say, "Be careful not to hurt your back."
"Yeah." Greg continued with a silly smile.
Just then, Lindsey Wolfe and the second elder and others returned.
Everyone's faces looked grim, and Lindsey had a bright red handprint on her face, clearly having been slapped by someone.
It went without saying who did it—certainly Uncle Hall!
The second elder glanced at Greg and sighed, "Freya, you should take the kids and hide for a bit.
Once Uncle Hall's anger subsides, we'll try to pacify him, offer some compensation, and this matter will blow over."
Lindsey looked at Greg and was inclined to nod but hesitated.
Greg knew she was afraid of involving the children, yet worried about him, so he grinned foolishly, "Let's go, Uncle's right, we should hide for a bit."
Seeing his appearance, Lindsey couldn't help but laugh helplessly, "If I hide, what about you?"
Greg pointed to the mountains and said, "Run..."
"Stop talking nonsense, you promised me before that you wouldn't go there anymore."
Lindsey glared at him and finally made up her mind, "Uncle, while I'm gone, please take good care of Silly Greg."
"Those are not words to be spoken, after all, Silly Greg is a child of our Jensen Family."
The second elder spoke very magnanimously, "As long as these old bones of mine aren't shattered, nobody will be able to bully a Jensen."
"Right, if Uncle Hall dares to come, let him know that we Jensen Family are not to be trifled with."
Greg's face was still plastered with a silly smile, but his heart was deeply moved—it's true that adversity reveals true friends.
Lindsey would have liked to stay with Greg, but the children were too young—if anything happened to them...
With no other choice, she bid farewell to Greg with tearful eyes and then took the two children back to her parents' home.
Greg watched Lindsey's departing figure, and the smile on his face gradually faded away. Uncle Hall, you truly deserve to die!